I breathe deep as my purple running shoes meet the sandy soil at my favorite forest trail. The morning rain left a smell of earth and pine-purified and crisp. As I walk the familiar path, I notice a feeling that something is different. Though the afternoon clouds are heavy in the sky, the forest feels joyful, it’s mood light. I am reminded of my hope this season to make space for wonder, to be attentive. As my eyes scan the surroundings a sparkle catches my eye. Just ahead on the trail, an entire section of the path is reflecting beautiful light. As I slowly approach-I see the sparkles come from tiny silver stars. Some partially covered by grains of sand, others clear and bright. I pause in awe. The more I look, the more I notice surrounding me as I stand. The shining silence is broken by the musical symphony of the breeze coming off the lake. The dry leaves rustle, the grass brushes against each other, and the pine trees hum as they lean back and forth. Each musician contributing their own beautiful harmony. Out of the corner of my eye, I catch a movement. Something small and quick approaches. I stand very still, trying not to breathe as this this tiny chipmunk pauses at the patch of sparkles. What must she think of this? Is it a mess, spilled on her clean floor? Does she pause to sigh and tap her tiny toe at the inconvenience? Is she formulating in her mind who might be to blame and how she will force them to clean it up? Looking closer at her, I can see her tiny head tilt slightly and can see a silver star reflecting in her eye. A twinkle. A spark. My dad loved to tell us when we were growing up about the spark he could see in our eyes when we were curious, or excited or working on something amazing. Could this tiny creature be pausing in amazement? Is she taking in the unexpected beauty of this sparkly intrusion of her home? As she scurried off, I exhaled loudly and realized that I learned a beautiful lesson from her on this ordinary afternoon. Sparks of wonder lay literally all around me.

Guest post by Anna Bonnema

Anna Bonnema is a lover of nature and words from the US. She celebrates ordinary moments on her lovely blog Building Blanket Forts.

Optimism (noun): hopefulness and confidence about the future or the success of something (synonyms: hopefulness, hope, confidence, good cheer, cheerfulness, positive attitude)

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This is a love letter to the optimists of the world; the beautiful souls who are brave enough to choose to work for the best possible outcome despite terrible circumstances, to look outside of themselves and find meaning and beauty in the world in spite of potentially devastating heartbreak and loss.

Dear optimists, I believe that the world desperately needs more people like you, but it doesn’t always realise it. All too often, optimism and optimists are misunderstood. All too often, you’ll raise your hopeful offering to the world, only to be met with disdain and derision. In a world where cynicism is often confused with wisdom, assuming a world-weary attitude is the safer path; choosing a hopeful, optimistic outlook leaves your heart wide open and vulnerable to those who want to scorn you for standing out. It takes strength and courage to be optimistic.

Optimists are often accused of being naïve, unaware of evil, of living a sheltered and blessed kind of life. Optimism is often seen as a luxury that not everyone can afford. But in its truest form, optimism doesn’t mean always being happy, and it certainly doesn’t mean turning a blind eye to bad things. It’s not something you’re necessarily born with, or into, either. It’s a choice, and sometimes a daily battle, to stay open and receptive and keep looking outwards, to keep engaging proactively with the world instead of retreating inwards and strengthening the hard, protective walls you’ve built to try and shelter yourself from your fears.

I think A. J. Liebling was right when he said that “cynicism is often the shame-faced product of inexperience.” Some of the most famous optimists of the world are the very people who have endured the worst that life has to offer, living in Nazi concentration camps or in hiding and terror, like Viktor Frankl and Anne Frank. People who have achieved great and world-changing things, like Nelson Mandela and Martin Luther King Jr., more often than not achieved what they did precisely because they had a dream, a sense of hope spurring them on to take action.

As Anne Frank said, “It's really a wonder that I haven't dropped all my ideals, because they seem so absurd and impossible to carry out. Yet I keep them, because in spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart.” Or, as Nelson Mandela put it, “Part of being optimistic is keeping one's head pointed toward the sun, one's feet moving forward. There were many dark moments when my faith in humanity was sorely tested, but I would not and could not give myself up to despair. That way lays defeat and death.”

In Man’s Search for Meaning Viktor Frankl described how you could tell when a prisoner in the concentration camp was about to die, saying that the characteristic that united them was total despair and loss of hope: “The prisoner who had lost faith in the future—his future—was doomed… he let himself decline and became subject to mental and physical decay… He simply gave up.”

In other words, the world needs you, dear optimists, because your outlook is a powerful life-giving, world-changing force for good. Frankl’s theory of “tragic optimism” explains that optimism comes from the Latin word, optimum, which means “the best”. Through his experiences in concentration camps, Frankl became convinced of “the human capacity to creatively turn life’s negative aspects into something positive or constructive”, even in the face of great tragedy and horror.

We may not be able to change how we feel, and we certainly can’t force ourselves to be happy, but we don’t have to because that’s not what true optimism is about. What we can do, is to choose to change what we focus on, little by little, day by day. We look to you, courageous optimists of the world, to inspire us to find the #heitermoments in our every-day lives.

With three days left of the #antijanuaryblues project there is still ample time to let us know how you tackled the first month of 2018 and how you plan to carry the optimism on through the coming year.